Celestial Dragons Novels & Stories

Nesryn asked. “Not strong, mia cara. Just tricky,” Draknor said, entering the throne room. “Celestials have always been tricky bastards, trying to invade our realm.” Nesryn turned around and looked at Draknor. “You think a celestial created the blind-spot?” “Who else can it be? A celestial disguised as an infernal. There was no suspicious entry into our pack recently, so I am pretty sure your mouse has been hiding among us for a long time,” Draknor stood beside me.

They are no longer called warriors by the time, some people assume that they should be the Gods, but finally the people named them as the Earth Demons. When the East Continent was on the verge of collapse, God sent seven knights to punish the seven Earth Demons. The greatest battle in history ensued. The seven heavenly knights were in fact unable to defeat the seven Earth Demons. Legend has it; the seven celestial knights in the end issued the Move they feared the most. The Move's name is Destroying Disaster Move. Not only can destroy the enemy, the Move will also destroys the knights who have been sent by God.

Better to be two parts sure than half-uncertain. It wasn’t long before the dragons descended. They were so close she could tell each of their scintillating colors, shades of green, red, yellow, and more. There were six of them large enough to take her breath away, and although none came close to the size of Shu-Amunet, they were still easily the size of Sa-Khente’s and Qinglong’s dragon forms if Anzi’s squinting guess was accurate. The rest were smaller, but at this distance, she couldn’t hazard a more precise guess as to their sizes. And they were still dangerous. One slip up, one wrong word…

"Dragon-Wolves?! The sky dynasties haven't crossed the veil in five hundred years! They are myths... legends spoken of in ancient northern scrolls!" "They are no myth, Kaelen," Queen Evelyn’s clear, regal voice rang out as she stepped forward from the shadow of the dais. Her silver hair was braided in royal northern tradition, her eyes grave. "They are real. They dwell in the floating realm of the upper atmosphere, powered by stellar dragon-cores. And for fifty years, they have sought to reclaim what they believe is theirs." "And what do they want?" Alpha Kaelen demanded, his eyes narrowing as he looked between Dominic and Clara.

Hecate brushed the side of his beard. “Now, dragons have come to a problem. No more female dragons are being born, thus creating no more full-blooded female dragons which are needed to keep the magic flowing. Well, then comes along Odessa. Fates had an interesting fate for you. Now the magic flows in you, Odessa, taking Ondi’s powers and Apollo’s, creating a hybrid creature. Combing both species will save both the griffon line and the dragon, keep the magic strong together.” “But why does Creed have feathers? He looks like Apollo too?” I asked.

Because no ship should be able to do what my ship can. The Dragon’s Lament isn’t just a sailing vessel–it is a spaceship. The reason the Sun Dragons had controlled the two larger continents for thousands of years was that they never lost a connection between themselves and the original dragons who first came to Terra. As direct descendants of the drakes who built the Celestial Kingdom, our archives were deep and wide, full of lost treasures that most of the world couldn’t even imagine ever existed. Our history books tell stories of our ancestors once traveling across the stars, and while that skill and understanding had been lost eons ago, the bit that remained of that knowledge had been tuc

Cupid answered him back. “Why you–––“ Atlas started but Cupid shut him up. “Bingo! Alright, Bacchus, Pegasus, you can go in now.” Cupid said on the intercom. “Now we just have to wait until they kill that Black Dragon.” He said to Atlas. “Do you think they can? I mean, that’s Black Dragon. He killed almost half of our members.” Atlas said sitting up. “I actually don’t know. But boss ordered us to do this.” Cupid answered.

SIGIL: Hai-Riyo the Dragon Bird SPECIALITY: Science of the atmosphere (Ten-mon) | GNOMUS CLAN COLOR: Brown SIGIL: Ōmukade the Centipede Dragon SPECIALITY: Geography (Chi-mon) | UNDINA CLAN COLOR: Blue SIGIL: Kuma-wani the Aquatic Dragon SPECIALITY: Water and ice arts (Sui to hyō-ren) | VULCANUS CLAN COLOR: Red SIGIL: Kai-Ryu the Red Dragon SPECIALITY: Fire and incendiaries tactics (Kayaku-jutsu) | But all the will of man combined was yet to parallel the might of the nine-headed Dragon God, Kuzuryū Daimyōjin. Thus, in this world thrown gravely out of balance by an omnipotent apex predator, the gods of men chose to intervene. They sent down heaven’s wrath in the shape of the cleansing fire of

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"